Glass House Rules
A little bit of chaos, a little bit of me.
You’re building walls, trying to keep me in line,
But I’m breaking every border, crossing every sign.
You call it drama, I call it the truth,
I’m reclaiming the fire, I’m reclaiming my youth.
One step, two steps, walking on the edge,
I’m jumping off the ledge, I’m breaking every pledge.
The pressure’s rising, can you feel the heat?
I’m dancing to my own, unpredictable beat!
Oh! I’m breaking all the glass house rules!
No more playing by your hollow, broken tools!
In Eb major, I’m finding my light,
Turning the shadows into something bright!
It’s loud, it’s messy, it’s beautifully wild,
I’m no longer your predictable, quiet child!
You thought you knew me, thought you had the key,
But you were looking at a version that wasn't even me.
I’m rewriting the script, I’m burning the page,
Stepping out of the center, stepping off of your stage.
The static is loud, but my vision is clear,
There’s no room for your doubt, and there’s no room for your fear.
Maybe I’m lost... maybe I’m just finding my way.
Maybe the colors are better in the grey.
But I’m not hiding! No, I’m not staying away!
Oh! I’m breaking all the glass house rules!
No more playing by your hollow, broken tools!
In Eb major, I’m finding my light,
Turning the shadows into something bright!
It’s loud, it’s messy, it’s beautifully wild,
I’m no longer your predictable, quiet child!
Yeah, I’m breaking the rules.
Just watch me.
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